Green grins through earthly eyes,
heart muffles into ocean blue,
dust inflames by the fire in the forest
night stashes in hide from the gleams
across the mystery of the jingle tone
moment streams through when eternal
dream comes true on the lips thirsty summer
desire reels through by the passion.
the mist of morning bristles ecstatic
over the warmth of seeping tea cup
and I do remember song of silhouette
heaving across the rungs of the quest.
Great! You have written a beautiful piece which touches my emotion.I enjoy readind it and had learn a great deal from it.
Once again, Dr. Kar, you have written an interesting and soul pleasing poem. Many poets who write in the free verse style tend to overlook an important component of what makes a poem work to it's best ability: syllable count. Even in free verse, that can be important and contribute mightily to the effectiveness of the poem. What I liked best about this delightful poem, and your poetry in general, is that you are not afraid to look at your topics through slightly different eyes and receive from them slightly different impressions. Your poems are indeed much like paintings, though with words rather than with oils. And with them, you report what you see and feel, which is truly what a poet is supposed to do. Carl.
wonderfull! ! ! beautifully penned! fine poetic words catched............10++++
Some glorious images grace this fine poem. 'Green grins', 'mystery of the jingle tone', 'the mist of morning bristles', and 'song of silhouette' in particular stood out for me. You see the world through a poet's eye, Subhendu and the world is the better for your words. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
alliteration and flow, image and go, surprising parodoxial rhymes.loved it!
Pure nature poetry, any other addition from my part is useless.
Green grins through earthly eyes, how i wish it's so...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Due to desire quest longs for consummation and all the drama of life continues in nonstop show of skill in all walks of life! It is just a fig to quote as a result of your poem that kindles so many things in the mind.